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The ride back to Toph’s estate felt longer than any journey Zuko had taken in his life.
Suki was completely hammered, muttering profanities and slurring Sokka’s name like it was a curse. Katara was being unusually quiet as she rubbed slow circles on Suki’s back, her gaze distant. In the passenger seat, Toph rested her head against the window, the city lights sliding across her face.
Him? He could still feel Toph’s soft lips on his. He could still taste her. His fingertips still burned with the memory of her skin.
He tried to push back the thoughts of her, focusing more on his driving.
“So…” Katara started, clearly reaching the limit of her silence. “Were you guys already hooking up, or did I catch your first time being physical?
Zuko’s face instantly heated up.
“It’s not a big deal. We haven’t hooked up before. That was the first time we made out,” Toph said casually.
She turned her head towards Katara. “And if we ever do hook up, it’s nobody’s fucking business.” She continued.
“For the record, I’m happy for you guys.” Katara said, giving Zuko a glance in the rearview mirror. “Everyone saw how Zuko yearned for you for so many years. It’s about time he does something about it.”
Katara’s words made both of them blush. Zuko for being outed and Toph for being embarrassed.
“Aang will arrive in Ba Sing Se tomorrow morning. He’s coming with Sokka, so expect the fucking drama.” She continued.
“Thank Spirits tomorrow’s a fucking Sunday.” Toph smirked.
“We’ll be sure to watch.” Zuko said, still looking at the road.
***
They continued the rest of the trip home in silence.
Zuko helped Katara take Suki to one of Toph’s guest rooms. He figured she’d need help— Suki could barely stand.
When Katara and Suki were finally settled, he went back to the living room where Toph was waiting for him.
Moonlight spilled over her where she sat at the edge of the walkway, facing the courtyard. Zuko forgot how to breathe.
He walked toward her, making his steps heavier to announce his approach.
He sat beside her, leaning close until their shoulders touched. The tension from earlier returned— heavier now, and impossible to ignore.
The quiet of the night settled between them once again.
Neither of them moved. Both were aware of every little movement the other made.
Zuko was thinking hard about what he wanted to say. He had just kissed the love of his life, and the last thing he wanted was to freak her out or scare her off.
He couldn’t afford to mess this up. It’ll kill him.
Still thinking about what he wanted to say, he was surprised when it was her who broke the silence.
“I guess there are some things we have to talk about.” Toph started. “We’re ok, right?”
“Why wouldn’t we be ok?”
“We just crossed a major line back in the club.”
“We did.” He moved his hand closer to hers, fingertips touching. “I don’t regret it.”
Her breathing hitched. Her heartbeat skipped a beat.
“Did you?” He asked.
Toph was silent for a while, mulling over her feelings.
“I don’t regret it one bit.” She answered. “If I’m being very honest, I thought you would.”
He looked at her. She was chewing lightly on her bottom lip. Her eyes shone with quiet nervousness.
He held her hand fully, desperate to make her feel secure.
“Why would you think I’d regret kissing you?” he asked softly.
“Because alcohol was involved.” She answered in a quiet voice. “Alcohol makes people do stupid things that they’d regret come morning.”
“I don’t want to lose you over that.” She said as she squeezed his hand, gripping him like he’d disappear if she let go.
Her words stunned him for a few seconds, then he burst out laughing.
Toph’s head snapped toward him. “What the fuck?” she said, brows knitting together. “Why are you laughing right now?”
He shook his head, still smiling, running a hand over his face like he couldn’t quite believe the situation they were in.
He was still trying to recover from laughing.
“I’m not laughing at you,” he said quickly. “I’m laughing at us.”
“Us?” She tilted her head.
“Yeah.” He let out a breath. “Because I’ve been sitting here terrified that I ruined everything tonight.”
Her grip on his hand loosened slightly in surprise.
He then moved to intertwine their fingers.
“I thought I moved too fast,” he continued. “That I lost my restraint in the club and scared you off. I’ve been trying to figure out how to apologize without making it worse.”
There was a beat of silence.
Then Toph huffed out a short laugh.
“We’re both idiots,” she said.
“Yeah,” he agreed quietly. “We really are.” He smiled, relief softening his shoulders.
Silence settled between them once again, this time a more comfortable one.
“Katara was right, you know?” He broke the silence.
“I hate agreeing with her, so this better be good.”
“That I’ve been in love with you for years.”
She gave his hand a light squeeze, their fingers still intertwined.
“Is that so?” Smiling as she asked.
“Caldera… the palace… they never felt like home to me.”
He paused, choosing his words carefully. “The days I spent with you were the safest I’ve ever felt.”
He lifted his other hand, his fingertips caressing her cheek. She did not move away from his touch.
She leaned into it.
“You’re my home,” he said, voice full of quiet conviction.
“I love you, Toph.”
Her breath hitched at the weight of his words.
She knew she should say something— anything. To acknowledge or accept his feelings.
But the words refused to come.
Instead, she grabbed his collar and pulled him into a kiss— answering him without words.
Unlike the kiss in the club, which had been hungry and desperate, the kiss they shared now was slower, softer, more meaningful.
Almost as if they had all the time in the world.
They separated slightly to breathe, foreheads still touching. She felt his breath against her skin, and it intoxicated her.
“You don’t have to do this…” He said, afraid to take more than what she’s willing to give.
“I know, but I want to.”
That was all Zuko needed as he kissed her again, deeper this time. He felt her part her lips for him, and he deepened the kiss immediately. His tongue explored her mouth, carefully tasting her.
Her hands slid up to his neck and hair as she moved to straddle him, desperate to be closer than ever to him.
He obliged and pulled her flush to his body. His own hands roamed her body.
Her skin burned under his touch, soft and yielding, while his body pressed hard and dominant, every muscle coiled with tension.
Zuko wanted more. He felt his own desire consuming him, but he didn’t want to push for more.
With that said, his hardness was still evident, making a tent in his pants.
She felt his erection before he realized that he’s hard to begin with.
A devilish grin appeared on her face. She ground her hips down his hard cock.
“Toph…” he grunted against her mouth, pleasure thick in his voice.
The sounds she was pulling from him fueled her confidence and desire even more. She grinded down harder, feeling herself get wetter from the friction as well.
He grabbed her hips to stop her from moving. Her movements were pushing him to the edge.
His mind spiraled at the reality of their situation. We’re actually doing this. He thought.
“Toph, are you sure—” He did not even get to finish asking his question.
“I know what I want.” She spoke in his mouth.
“I want you.” She whispered and captured his lips again.
He did not even break off from the kiss when he firmly held her thighs and stood up.
Toph was surprised about the sudden movement and being lifted off the ground. She hugged his neck desperately, afraid to fall.
“Where are we going, Sparky?”
“Bedroom.” He answered promptly as he took longer strides to Toph’s bedroom.
***
He didn’t let her down as he opened the bedroom door with his foot and kicked it shut behind them.
The sound of the door closing can be heard loudly but neither of them cared. He carried her to the bed, laying her gently onto the mattress.
His hands lingered on her hips, his thumb stroking the strip of exposed skin where her top had ridden up.
Toph lay on her back, looking up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. Her eyes had always mesmerized him, Zuko could only stare.
His fingers traced the hem of her top, then slowly pushed it upward. Her skin was warm beneath his touch, and he felt her soft skin— soft enough to make him hesitate, afraid rough hands might ruin the moment.
After discarding her top, he kissed her neck— languidly sucking at her pulse and making her moan softly. His kisses travelled down to her collarbone, leaving tiny marks as he went.
He paused for a moment and kissed the valley between her breasts, working on removing her bra at the same time. When he was able to successfully remove her bra, his mouth went to one of her breasts, sucking her nipples like his life depended on it. He felt her reaching for his hair, fanning the flames of his desire.
“Zuko…” she breathed out, her fingers tightening in his hair.
He cupped her other breast, lips letting go of her nipple with a pop.
“Tell me if you want to stop." he said, breathless and full of want. "I'll stop even if I'd die doing so. I don't want to—”
“Shut up and kiss me, Sparky. I want this.”
He didn’t need more than that. He kissed her again, restraint unraveling all over again. A raw, desperate kiss that conveyed years of longing. His hands went to her skirt, this time without hesitation, pulled it down her legs in one swift motion, her underwear coming off with it.
Zuko drew back just far enough to look at her— he’s actually doing this with the love of his life. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her, completely exposed to him
He leaned down, kissing her stomach. She shivered, her hands finding their way into his hair again. His kisses went down further and further south until he reached her center. It was moist and he’s salivating because he wanted to taste her. He needed to hear her moan his name until she was hoarse.
He decided not to rush, knowing that they have all night.
He kissed her hipbones as his hands slowly parted her legs, positioning himself between them.
She felt his kisses all over her hips and inner thighs but never on the place where she wanted him the most. She was about to complain and tell him to get on with it when she felt a new sensation in her core.
His head went down and he took a long, slow lick. He heard her cry out and saw her back arch from his action.
He continued his ministrations, his tongue exploring her most intimate parts. He could feel her getting wetter, her legs trembling around his head. He focused the attention of his mouth to her clit, drawing out a squeal of pleasure from her.
He slipped a finger inside her, then another. He curled them, searching for that spot that would make her see stars.
He heard her moan loudly when he finally found it, the sound nearly drove him insane. He continued licking and sucking her clit as his fingers moved faster and faster, hitting the spot every time.
She felt the pleasure build up in her until she can’t hold it anymore.
Toph screamed his name, her body now convulsing from the waves of pleasure crashing on her.
He stayed with her, his tongue and fingers slowly working her through her orgasm, prolonging it further. When she starting to come down, he switched his pace up again. Adding another finger as he increased the pace even further. He wanted to give her another one. He was going to give her another one. He needed her to feel how much he wanted her.
His fingertips reached her G-spot again when she started to tremble again. He sucked on her clit— hungrier than before as he pumped his fingers in and out of her. Faster this time. Harder.
Toph’s hands flew to his hair, her nails scraping against his scalp. She was close again.
He felt her walls tightening around his fingers, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge.
“Zuko, please…” she begged, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
She was saying incoherent words that sounded close to his name, the fueling his want more.
He doubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers moving in a frenzy of desire, eager to drive her over the edge.
“I–I’m… close… so close…”
She came with a strangled cry, her body shaking uncontrollably.
He kissed her inner thighs as she came down from her high, his hands stroking her sides. He then moved back up her body, kissing her— deep and passionate.
She could taste herself in his kisses, making her even more aroused to her surprise.
She wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel but she was at a loss for how to. He’s completely overpowered her and took all control. She felt the need to have him in any way she can. She started stroking him, wanting to return the favor.
His grunts could be heard, his hips bucking into her touch.
“Toph, I need you,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “Now.”
She held his tip against her entrance, guiding him to her. He gave her one deep kiss before he started to push into her, slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to him. Her walls stretch to accommodate his girth.
She gasped as he filled her, a feeling of fullness and rightness washing over her.
Despite the pleasure, she still winced when his full length was buried in her. That did not escape his attention. He did not immediately move, letting her get used to the sensation.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice strained with restraint.
“I'm... ok. Just give me a second."
Zuko knew Toph well enough that he knows she's holding back something.
“Please tell me how you really feel." he begged.
“I'm really ok... it's just that," She paused, embarrassment evident from her face, "it's my first time. So give me a moment to recover." She said honestly.
It wasn’t as if she hadn't experimented sexually in the safety of her own home, playing with toys hidden deep in her closet. He’s just that big.
Zuko's heart broke at her words. He knows she doesn't do well with vulnerability and being this vulnerable with him is something she must have struggled with. He is honored to be the one she will share this with.
“We’ll take as much time as you need,” he caressed her face as he spoke. “I'll take care of you." he promised.
Toph took a few deep breaths and let herself relax to the sensation before giving him the go ahead. He started to move, slowly at first, then with more confidence.
Toph met him thrust for thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. Their pace quickened, their bodies moving in a frantic, desperate rhythm.
The sound of gasps, moans, skin slapping against skin, and their ragged breaths filled the room. The smell of smell and sex felt intoxicating.
Zuko could feel himself getting close, the coil in his stomach tightening. He tried to delay his pleasure by slowing his pace down, taking time to make sure each thrust reached her deepest spots.
He wanted to take her to the edge again, to make her feel pleasure like she’s never felt before. He reached between them, his fingertips finding her clit. He applied just the right amount of pressure and circled it.
Toph gasped the instant she felt his fingers workinging her clit. The new sensation driving her closer and closer to coming again.
She moaned his name. Spirits, he loved hearing that.
He looked down at her face. She looked like a work of art.
Her face was flushed, her hair stuck to the sweat on her skin, her lips were red and swollen from their kisses. Her eyes… Spirits, her eyes would be the death of him— unfocused yet her pupils were blown. He could stare at them forever.
A sudden pang of possessiveness hit him, the need to claim her as his own— mark her and make her his.
His lips went down to her neck, licking and sucking a spot that will for sure have a dark mark come morning. He did it again as he moved to another spot.
Leaving a physical trail of their first night.
All of the sensation that Toph was feeling felt deliciously overwhelming. The feeling of his cock thrusting in her, his finger working her clit and his mouth sucking her pulse was overstimulating her in a really good way.
He increased the speed of his thrusts, his fingers working faster.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
The word echoed in his mind after every thrust.
Toph’s body tensed, her hands grabbed on to his body like her life depended on it. She was so close.
“Come for me, Toph,” he commanded, his voice a low growl.
His words sent her over the edge. She came as she screamed his name, her body still convulsing from the pleasure. He continued thrusting but at a slower pace, prolonging her orgasm further.
The feeling of her pulsing around him was too much. “Where do you want it?” Asking her as he tried his hardest to delay his release.
“Inside.”
That did it for him. He followed her over the abyss, her name a prayer on his lips as he spilled inside her.
He collapsed on top of her, his body spent. He carefully rolled them over, pulling her into his arms. They lay there in a tangled heap of limbs, their breathing slowly returning to normal.
He lips found hers again, kissing her languidly as they basked in the afterglow of their night of passion. Each kiss a silent testament to the depth of his feelings.
“I love you.” He whispered when they broke apart to breathe. “I’m so in love with you.”
She snuggled closer, her head resting on his chest, her ear over his heart.
“I love you too.” She said, closing her eyes as she relaxed in his arms.
The sound of her breathing evened. He realized that she had already fallen asleep.
A small smile tugged on his face.
“I’m all yours.” He whispered before he let the sound of her heartbeat lull him to sleep.